Soooo, since we aren't sharing for some time....a couple of weeks...I am just going to make this a rolling post about the first few weeks of my pregnancy with Lil Turkey. That way I'm getting it all down, and if you want, you can read it. It's not a boring read, unfortunately. I don't have textbook pregnancies anymore. Wish I would have enjoyed that fact about the first two a little more.
We found out this afternoon that we're expecting baby number SIX. Wow, baby number six. Nickname is Lil Turkey since due date is Nov 17th. We've been trying for six long months. This is the first time we've really had to work at becoming pregnant. I'm going to be honest, I've whined along the way to some close friends. I've worried some, and been frustrated a ton. I talked with my Dr L on the 3rd about it at my annual appointment. She at that time reassured me she would see me again soon.
I took a test after having a bloody nose for three morning straight. My tried and true pregnancy symptom. I tested three days early, knowing it was a long shot, but there it was, a faint, but definitely there positive result. I was instantly over the moon excited. I showed Willy, and he confirmed what I was seeing. He grinned and said, "Yup, we're having a baby." Then it was quickly hush-hush because the boys came rumbling down the stairs. We decided to hold off telling them and most everyone until April for our reasons.
I started spotting some last night. It was a little old blood, about the same I had with Simon. It's continued today, but I'm not really concerned. I did this for weeks during my first trimester with Simon, starting on the same day of the pregnancy. I'm going to take it a little easy, but it's spring break, and I am sure all is fine.
This morning was AWFUL!!!! I woke up and started bleeding. Really bleeding a lot. For an hour I was in and out of the bathroom, sure I was losing the baby. I was texting back and forth with Dana. Willy's mom was here, so I couldn't really use him for support. And she's had an early miscarriage, so she knew how to help me though it all. The time passed, and I passed a clot. I told Willy the baby was gone. We told his mom about the baby and that I had lost it. The tears flowed, my heart was ripping.
The bleeding then just stopped. An hour passed, and still nothing. I called my Dr's office and the triage nurse s sounded perplexed and told me to come in to have my levels tested. We had plans for the day to take the boys to an indoor water park in Branson. I stopped on the way up there to have the blood drawn. Still no bleeding. I ran into my nurse, Wendy, while there. I told her what was going on. She offered me a big hug and told me she'd watch for my results and call me later.
We went up there and had a great time. I checked my phone once an hour to see if the Dr had called. At 4:53pm I received a call from my nurse. I was feeding Simon a snack and my phone rang. My progesterone was 11.4 and my HCG was at 193! I could Dr L in the background. She kept telling Wendy, "Tell her I told her we'd be seeing her soon."
I am on cloud nine. I didn't expect those numbers at all. Dr L is very happy with them. Now to only wait until Friday when we do the second draw. 386 is the magic number.
I woke up early this morning to have my blood drawn. I was hoping to have the results in time for the weekend. Wendy called about 1:30pm. The first words out of her mouth was, "They more than doubled, Carrie!" YAY! My HCG was 414!!!! Everything number wise is wonderful, couldn't ask for better. Dr. L. was again in the background telling Wendy different things to say to me. I love that my OB team is so wonderful and excited about this little baby.
I also started to feel some nausea this afternoon. Just a little, and it lasted for about an hour or so. But it helps me to know that things are going well.
Church today brought something I've been needing throughout this pregnancy so far. It's so hard to feel this is all true without being able to call my grandma and celebrate with her. I know she would be so happy, yet she'd let me know that this really needs to be our last one. She'd also be praying for a baby girl this time. I have yet to really grieve her absence, until this morning.
The worship team at church began singing Amazing Grace. The song that was played at Lucas and Caleb's service and at grandma's service. And the tears began to pour out. This song holds so much for me. And everything that had been waiting just below the surface was released. As hard as the emotions were to feel, I did need to work through it all. One thing that is consistent about grief, is that eventually you have to feel what you need to feel in order to move forward. You can't just skip the parts you don't want to deal with. I am grateful for this, even though it's tough.
I'm not spotting anymore! It's a little earlier in the pregnancy as compared to Simon's, but I'll take it. And it's a great way to arrive at 5 weeks!
All day nausea has hit and hit hard. I've felt awful all day today. It's still tolerable, but it's the ick of it all. I've been napping daily this week. I was really hoping I had another week before these symptoms kicked in, but I'll take it as it means that lil Turkey is growing.
I was up all night last night throwing up! All night long. I feel a little less nauseous this morning, but I'm wiped out. I move between the couch and bed. I have no desire to eat, and I am trying to keep fluids going in. I'm beginning to wonder if this is something else, or if it's a little girl in there making me so sick.
I woke up this morning feeling pretty good. Then by around noon, the nausea came back full force. By 4:00, I was giving up. I had to go to Urgent Care for relief. I was so miserable, there was no way I could do this without some medical intervention. I hadn't eaten in over a day, and I knew that baby was going to suffer soon. They hooked me up to an IV for fluids and gave me a dose of Zofran to begin with. After an hour, the nausea had not let up, so they gave me a double dose of Zofran through the IV. Then they took a urine sample and found that I have a UTI. My blood work, progesterone and HCG levels looked great though. The second dose of Zofran didn't touch the nausea much. I left with a prescription for anti-biotics and another anti-nausea med. And I was able to have a decent night's sleep.
I'm catching up on sleep and my appetite is back. But the spotting also came back this morning. At first I panicked some, my heart sunk a little. But it's nothing out of control. I know this is part of my pregnancies since Lucas and Caleb. I'm keeping an eye on it. I'm 6 weeks pregnant with lil Turkey today. I'll start the belly pictures today. There's a little bump going on. Being my fifth pregnancy, my body knows what it's doing.
Seven weeks today. It feels like such a milestone. So far from four weeks and so much closer to 13. The last week has been pretty uneventful, the way I like it. I am feeling more and more pregnant every day. The nausea is usually gone by 4 or 5 o'clock. Unless I totally sabotage myself and eat something that I know will probably make me sick...or wait too long to eat something at all. I'm napping daily, it's the only way I make it to dinnertime.
We have a doctor's appointment on Wednesday. It's the whole financial obligation and medical history appointment. And of course they'll make me pee in a cup to confirm my pregnancy. Even when we've already done so with beta testing a few weeks ago. Then we'll schedule the ultrasound, maybe even for next week. I am sooo ready to see Lil Turkey.
We're going to tell the boys probably tonight. I figure I'll post this post Wednesday after the appointment. It's getting hard to hide it all now. Between my exhaustion and growing bump, it's time. I'm excited to share with the world.
Dr appointment today. Just the money stuff and pre-natal education. Plus the five vials of blood taken from my arm. All went well. The ultrasound is scheduled for the 17th, which means two more weeks to wait to see a heartbeat.
My nurse happened to walk by the office while I was sitting in there and was just so happy. She hugged me so tight and practically was jumping up and down with excitement. I love her! And her excitement is just what I was needing.
The nurse that does the educating was a new one from last time I was in there with Simon. I have to say the office needs her, every office needs her. We were sitting there getting ready to do pregnancy history stuff. She confirmed it was my fifth pregnancy. Then she paused, and said that I have four living children at home. I kindly corrected her and said no, three. She gasped, and started looking through my charts again. She said that she knew Lucas was stillborn, but nothing was said anywhere about Caleb passing. She was very apologetic, saying that she tried to have all this ready so we wouldn't have to spend much time re-visiting it all. She seemed upset that my chart didn't mention Caleb not making it either. I love that she tried to do her homework before we came in. I've never had someone try to be prepared. And her sincere apologies were more than the pat, "I am so sorry." that we usually receive. It made it all so much easier in it's own way.
I know this has been a lot to read. Hope you feel caught up in the past three weeks. Wow! We've managed to hide this 95% or so for three weeks.